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This one is set after Dr. Fraiser was killed.
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General Landry and his daughter
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General Landry looked at his daughter and said, "How is it that you have two Tribbles?"
Dr. Carolyn Lam looked from one shoulder to the other at her Tribbles. On her right shoulder was pink Twinkles and on her left shoulder was purple Phyllis who used to belong to Dr. Janet Fraiser who was killed in action during a rescue mission to P3X-666.
"I sort of inherited Phyllis," Carolyn said, "After Dr. Fraiser died Phyllis would not leave the infirmary." "She would not let anyone else adopt her either." "She would mope and cry and no one could help her." "It was a sad time, and then Twinkles came along." "Twinkles is a young Tribble, and Phyllis took care of her." "So when Twinkles adopted me Phyllis came along with her, she seems to be allot happier now."
"All right," said General Landry, "I just wanted to make sure there was no favoritism going on." "If someone asks why you have two I can now tell them why."
Later that day General Landry was walking past the infirmary when he heard loud sounds coming from within. It seemed like every alarm on every piece of equipment had gone off at the same time and all the Tribbles were hollowing from the noise.
He looked inside to see people scurry around here and there turning off the equipment.
"What's going on in here?" shouted the General. Jane, one of the nurses came over and told him that one of the male Tribbles had gotten out and had turned on every machine in the infirmary. They were trying to find him.
The General stood in the doorway looking at all the chaos. Then he saw the Tribble in question making for the door. He was a big fellow. His fur was all bushy (kind of like General Landry's eyebrows); his color was grey and black. The Tribble was coming at the door full tilt; the General knew he had to stop him. He spied a baseball glove laying on one of the tables (it was Dr. Ingle's baseball glove, he and a marine played catch on breaks) put it on his right hand, hunkered down low and pow, right in the glove. He got him!
Landry stands up and looks into the glove at the Tribble that had caused all the fuss.
"And where did you think you were going?" General Landry asked. The Tribble looks up at him, squeaks happily and then crawls out of the glove and up the Generals arm to his shoulder gives a contented sigh and snuggles into his neck.
"I guess he was looking for you," laughs his daughter Dr. Carolyn Lam. "Looks like you just got yourself a Tribble." "What are you going to call him?"
General Landry picks the Tribble up and looks at him. "I would call him trouble, but he needs a proper name." "Let's see now, how about Jake." "Do you like your name Jake?" asked Landry. Jake squeaked yes.
The General put Jack back on his shoulder and said, "Come on Jake I'll show you where you'll be staying, I'll show you my office too." Jake sat on his shoulder squeaking happily as they walked off.